Fiona Out Loud

Random 25

2006-12-20T21:22:00.000-05:00

1. Shakira
2. Plants
3. Cats
4. Rich
5. Beautiful
6. Lonely
7. Baby Cate
8. Beth
9. Shoes
10. A new apartment
11. A new life
12. Old insecurities
13. New opportunities
14. New workmates
15. Stuff everywhere!
16. West Elm
17. Flat panel TV
18. Wine
19. Decorating
20. An awesome 1BR loft apartment
21. Shaving my legs
22. Cat Food
23. Cat Litter
24. Packing my suitcase
25. Alone on New Years Eve

2006-12-16T22:42:00.000-05:00

Portia in her favourite spot, in mom's arms while mom is at the computer.

2006-12-15T22:07:00.000-05:00

Both kitties, being friendly

2006-12-15T22:06:00.000-05:00

Fiona, fetchingly regal

2006-12-15T22:05:00.000-05:00

Portia, posing by the jungle

Officially Official

2006-12-15T21:50:00.000-05:00

Yes indeed, it is officially official: we are moving! I have known for a while, but due to the super secret circumstances, could not divulge that smart piece of information. We are going to be moving to Cincinnati, Ohio where my mom was offered a promotion in her firm. She will be a compliance officer. She rocks!!

She found a great new place for us. It is brand new place and we are all excited. We also have our own personal jungle (see pics posted after this entry). Mom brought home this little tree thing and we have been having immense fun swinging off the branches and eating leaves and stuff.

In other news, Portia and I also went to the vet last week Friday. We got chipped. Yes, we are officially cyber kitties! No GPS, but a scanning device can tell someone who our mom is if we get lost. And speaking of lost...Porshy lost her lunch when we got back from the vet. She had 2 shots and the chip, then came home and scarfed some snacks and food, then promptly vomitted on mom's bed and bedroom floor. BTW, Porsh is 1lb overweight.

Here are our most recent stats:

Fiona
Weight: 11lbs
Coat and skin are normal
Eyes, Ears, Mouth, Teeth and Gums are normal.
Legs and Paws, Heart, Abdomen, Lungs are normal
Heartworm test is negative

Portia
Weight: 14lbs (shouldn't gain any more weight, could lose 1lb)
Coat and skin are normal
Eyes, Ears, Mouth, Teeth and Gums are normal.
Legs and Paws, Heart, Abdomen, Lungs are normal
Heartworm test is negative

And did we mention oh-so-adorable?

Well, meows for now, we are tired and need to head to bed for a busy day of cleaning tomorrow! Mostly cleaning up our jungle mess.

Mother says...

2006-11-30T21:23:00.000-05:00

Here, we let our mother speak.

My kitties are so adorable. And loving. Fiona and Portia are beautiful cats who love to have fun, like to snuggle, and enjoy a good meal.

Okay, so maybe she's biased, but....we are awful cute!

We have two new plants in our house now. One is a kind of tree...not a ficas or anything, but it's been fun to play with. Porshy and I have been trying to swing from the branches, but they're not quite big enough to hold our weight.

The other one is a peace lily and mom has it on top of her armoire in the bedroom. I jumped up there a few times. It's alreayd a little dead, because I guess it was really dead when grandma tried to revive it. It looks like it's been doing pretty well, but wait until Porshes and I get our teeth on it!

She also brought home a few other things...like some new dishes, a basket--which I'm enjoying sharpening my nails on--and a watering can. It was a lot of fun for us to sniff around and check out all the new stuff. I guess mom's grandpa got put in a nursing home recently and all the stuff in his house had to be taken away or dumped, so she got a few things. That's what she told us anyways. It seems kind of sad, but at least there will be other people there and they even have a resident cat or something, so...who could go wrong with a resident cat?! There are two of us here!

Do you think you can change your life when you change your address? We shall see...

Meows for nows!

It's 9pm Already!!

2006-11-25T21:06:00.000-05:00

Whoa...I didn't realize it was so late. Well, it's not late late, but it's kinda later than I thought it was. Okay, so here's what got done today on mom's to-do list:

1. Throw out the trash
2. Take bag of stuff to GoodWill
3. Make a Christmas list
4. Return shoes (she still could)
5. Return cans & bottles

So 5/9 isn't too bad. She also cleaned out our litter boxes and put liners in and new litter...phew! I think she still wants to clean the bathroom and a few other things too. When will she vacuum!??!?

Tomorrow she is going to have coffee with a friend and then later she's going to hang out with Uncle Sel. Oh, and he asked her to make dinner...he he he...and so she is going to :) I wonder what she will make? Probably Italian because she loves Italian and it's pretty easy to make too.

Well, that was the daily update! Meow later...meowies!

Seriously!

2006-11-25T00:30:00.000-05:00

Seriously! Okay, here's a list of mom's top five fave things to say (words & phrases):

1. Seriously!
2. For sure.
3. That is not positive.
4. Most definitely.
5. Bugger!

And that is the naked truth. I've just been playing around with a ginger ale bottle cap. Oh wait, I guess that's an old camera battery I'm playing with. Oops. He he... And jumping in a basket and messing up papers and chasing Portia. We've actually been quite lively and playful of late. Of course, we do our standard normal sleeping and lounging too.

Mom actually cleaned up a few things today too. The floor is semi-clear in the living room. I'm waiting for mom to vacuum. That would certianly be positive. She's got one bag of trash (this is another one, different from the last post) and one more back to go to GoodWill.

She also has one desk, one bookcase and one butler table that will also likely be going back to grandma's house. Oh..the desk to GoodWill, grandma didn't want it. Yeah...that yuck. Anyways.

It's a bit chilly around here lately. I think mom is trying not to spend too much on gas. She wants to save some more money. Which means she might need to give up her Starbucks habit. Or, as she says it: STAH-bucks, dahling. What a goof.

Here's mom's to-do list. Have you noticed I like lists lately? Maybe a List Blog would be fun, hmm?

1. Throw out trash
2. Take bag to GoodWill
3. Take stuff to dry cleaners
4. Return shoes, if she still can
5. Return cans & bottles
6. Put good sheets on bed
7. Go through closet and drawers one more time
8. Make a Christmas list
9. Budget review

I wonder what will actually get done this weekend. Mom is taking vacation Dec 8-13 and she is SO totally excited to be OFF OF WORK FOR 5 WHOLE DAYS!!! Likely, she will not stay home though, knowing mum. Ah well...good for her.

Meow for now!

Many Moons...

2006-11-19T18:52:00.000-05:00

It has been many moons since I have posted anything here. My recovery from the leap off the balcony took its toll on my social life and my bruised and scraped paws could not type for a while...oh, the pain!

Since we last typed, Portia & I have been doing quite well. Mom is gone quite a bit these days as she works and works, and has been dating again. It's been an interesting few months here. Here's the numbers breakdown:

9 empty wine bottles
1 full bag of trash currently waiting to be taken out
5 bags of stuff to GoodWill taken over the summer
16-hour sleep-a-thon (just once)
4 new BCBG articles of clothing
1 new Yoga outfit
0 Yoga sessions
1 cancelled gym membership
65 dollar rent increase
1 wedding
1 new stalker
5 magazine subscriptions
21 days of take-out
24 hours of retail therapy
3 pairs of new brown shoes

And there you have it, among countless other things, a brief numbers list of what's been going on around here.

Mom is pretty happy, content and all. We are pretty happy too, but would like new litter boxes and have them cleaned every day instead of...well, weekly. As usual, this place is quite a mess and we enjoy sleeping and playing in a few empty boxes that are lying about.

The fridge is next to bare. It holds: flour, Bisquick, water, one ginger ale, butter, tortillas, cheese and select condiments such as ketchup.

We hope that mom will clean this all up and soon, too. We are also anxiously awaiting a new abode, wherever it might be. We want something lighter, brighter, bigger and owned by mom. Oh, more storage space and a washer/dryer are also a must.

MEOW-ies for now!

Freak Out!

2006-07-06T21:53:00.000-04:00

Well, I know one really good way to freak out my mom: jump off the balcony!! Well, I would never admit it to her, but I might have actually fallen off...overshot a jump on the thin railing.

So...a trip to the emergency room I got. My mom raced downstairs to get me...all she heard was a loud thump (she turned her back for 2 seconds and I made a leap for it) then she saw me on the ground. The cement ground. So she came and got me and ran me back upstairs. I was walking kind of funny. She called grandma and they decided I should go to the vet. Mom got out the carrier and I hid under the bed. She had to pull me out by the scruff and I didn't even argue--I was a bit sore.

After an initial exam where I hissed and growled at the doctor (she was really hurting me!) I got some pain killers and they took two X-rays of my hips and insides. Besides being able to tell my mom that my bladder was full, the doctor also told my mom that I hadn't broken any bones. She did find some abrasions on my paws. One was even bleeding (a small sample on my mom's shirt).

When I got home, Portia sniffed at me and hissed. I am, of course, acting a bit odd, but that will likely go away after the pains meds are over. I just want to sit down because my paws hurt. But Portia knows something isn't quite right and she's annoyingly following me around, trying to sniff out what it is.

My mom had quite the scare but she feels relieved now that she knows nothing serious is injured. Phew! I think I'll stay off the balcony for a while.

Small meows tonite, in pain, so until next time....meow.

2006-07-05T22:25:00.000-04:00

This is better than Cat TV!

2006-07-05T22:24:00.000-04:00

Mom, why did you put a skirt on me?! Amuse yourself in some other manner.

2006-07-05T22:23:00.000-04:00

Look at that cuters little face! So serious looking.

2006-07-05T22:22:00.000-04:00

Time out and the corner for two naughty cats. Oh, wait...we were just checking out an insect.

2006-07-05T22:21:00.000-04:00

We're squaring off for a game of cat tag!

2006-07-05T22:20:00.000-04:00

Portia & I enjoy the balcony.

Update - July 2006

2006-07-04T23:19:00.000-04:00

What a generic title. Well, the message itself, I promise not to be generic. Well, our mom has been letting us outside on the balcony, just to hang out. It's been nice out and we've been enjoying it immensely. We even freak her out when we balance on the one inch wide railing. So funny!

The house has been a mess, there's no food in the fridge (although we did get Fancy Feast tuna the other day), I swear she wears the same black pants every other day, and she hasn't changed the sheets in a month! I don't know what's going on, but she was like this for like two months after the Hawkeye incident as she calls is...oh wait, the Roadwork Case. ha! Anyway, it can't last forever but we want to see a smile again! And not just because she sees us running to her when she walks through the door. She misses us when she's at work and loves it when Portia sits on her lap at the computer and purrs away. I have even felt so bad for mom that I try to be as affectionate as I can. I just meow and wait for mom to come over and pet me. Then I purr. I think she just needs someone to care once in a while. Portia & I were talking about that a while ago. That's why we try to be as affectionate as possible these days.

I think mom wants to move too. She really does need a change of pace. All we can do is love her and be there for her so she's not completely alone.

Well, back to meowing.....

Meme from my Mom

2006-05-28T16:05:00.000-04:00

I AM: a workaholic who is learning to make time for life.

I WANT: a new job.

I WISH: I could tell what men are thinking.

I HATE: the difficulty that new relationships bring to my life.

I MISS: Brazil!!

I HEAR: the air conditioner.

I WONDER: if I'll ever fall in love truly and deeply with someone who feels the same about me.

I REGRET: not going away for college.

I AM NOT: about to give away my dignity and self-worth in exchange for being with a man.

I DANCE: when slightly inebriated.

I SING: in the car to my latest Shakira record.

I CRY: because I am lonely.

I AM NOT ALWAYS: extremely tactful.

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: usually a mess, but out of it comes cookies or some other food creation.

I WRITE: a book about my dating experiences, to be published.

I CONFUSE: a man's interest in being with me, with his interest to be with anyone.

I NEED: strength to get through each day.

I SHOULD: get out more and make new friends.

I START: cleaning my apartment but find a lack of motivation.

I FINISH: most books that I begin to read.

I TAG: anyone who would hasn’t already done this and wants to.

2006-03-15T22:15:00.000-05:00

Hey mom, what're you doing?

2006-03-15T22:14:00.002-05:00

Does that say what I think it says...let me look!

2006-03-15T22:14:00.001-05:00

You can't be serious!

2006-03-15T22:14:00.000-05:00

Wait....I have to be SURE mom!!

2006-03-15T22:13:00.000-05:00

It really DOES say what I think it says!!!

Meowing Out Loud

2006-03-15T21:47:00.000-05:00

Well Hello there everyone. Once again time for a little Fiona Time. So...I'm incredibly accurate at judging people and have this peculiar sixth sense. For example, I know my mom is waiting for this guy to call and I sympathize with her that it's almost 10pm and he hasn't called! He said he'd call her today...she was a bit wary of how much he seemed to be "into her"...he he he...you'll understand why I laugh at that phrase later. But, she was cautiously optimistic that he was for real. I really wanted to tell her how much I cared that she find someone who was totally into her and that she should give him the benefit of the doubt this time around so I stationed myself by her cell phone for a loooong time. 2 cat hours. Finally, I had to admit defeat and I abandoned my post. He's not callin'. Her thought: he's just not that into me! She read that book, "He's Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth to Understanding Guys". And she really adheres to it. She knows and understands that she's got what it takes to be in a happy, healthy relationship and if a guy screws it up it's usually because he's just not that into her and it isn't worth the time and effort to cry over it. Seriously, you go girl! Meow out loud for all of us chics!
Anyways...Portia and I are pretty happy cats together here. We're shedding like crazy these days. We both like to lay around, watching over our mom. We couldn't be happier at the moment.
Well...it's bedtime for bonzos here so I'm signing off for now.
Meow!

Chonkey Munkey

2006-02-20T22:29:00.000-05:00

Yeah, my human has abandoned us, of that I am sure. She left Friday morning for work as usual and I told Porshy that she had all those bags with her, it looked like she was going away. It's Monday night now and she still isn't back and our uncle has been coming over to feed us and play with us. He's funny and about the only human I actually like, but I miss my human. I think she went away because she was pretty sad and needed some time to recover from her sadness and she was hoping that some time away from work and life in general would get her back on track. She talked to me last week and mentioned she was looking for a new place to live and that she needed some change in her life to get her mind off of something...or someone. I've forbidden her to talk or think about this thing or person so I won't mention it myself. She's very resilient, I know she's really working hard at being positive and going out and meeting new people but somethings really just take you by suprise and are crushing when they don't work out like you thought they would or how you wanted them to. I know all about that....I thought I'd be the only kitty around here but then Portia showed up and I really got my nose in a knot over that. But I got over it and eventually my human will too. She's way better than this thing or person. Let's called it a thing, because the way it treated my human, it's a thing. Not that we want to be mean or anything, but somehow we must feel superior to this things non-attentions. This thing had problems to begin with and my human didn't know that certain things were what she wanted anyway but you know how when you're just attracted to something there is sometimes no rhyme or reason. Like those yummy cat treats I love so much, but I don't like the crunchy ones, only the soft ones. And like Portia will eat anything and I mean ANYTHING...now that is certainly inexplicable. I tried to teach her to be choosy, like not eating the pretty pink ribbon that Uncle Sel chose with mom in mind when he had the Godiva chocolate place tie it around a box of her favorite milk chocoloate shells filled with hazelnut creme. Yeah, I said anything, didn't I? Well, I still like Portia all the same and mom does too...yep, I'm feeling like my human is my mom now. She loves us to death and spoils us. Just like she spoils cousin Cate. Well anyway, I hope my human mom isn't thinking about anything in particular. I have a feeling that this guy that my mom has been seeing will wisk her off her feet and treat her like a princess and she'll feel better. She certainly has been focusing on herself lately, dressing beautifully, changing her hairstyle and color, but she's been eating really poorly, almost not at all. We offered her some of our food, but she just wasn't interested. She's so sweet, our mom. And beautiful and pretty and strong and confident and does a kick-ass job and is independent and is loving and caring and generious and that thing is just missing out on the best SuperFox that will ever cross his path. So, human, if you're reading this I really hope you're kicking tail wherever you are with that winning smile and all that superfoxiness :) Meows from home!!

2006-01-28T11:29:00.001-05:00

Baby Cate

2006-01-28T11:29:00.000-05:00

Fiona and Portia

2006-01-28T11:27:00.000-05:00

Little Cate Meredith sleeping

Baby Cate Meredith

2006-01-22T15:08:00.000-05:00

Hello one and all! Baby Cate Meredith, my cousin, was born on January 19, 2006! She was born at 11:59pm....talk about waiting til the last minute, just like her mom! She'll be a procrastinator for sure. Just kidding. She is the cutest darling little angel, according to my human. Portia and I weren't able to visit Canada and see her too, but I think when she travels to Michigan, she will be able to visit us. My human's nickname for her is Cat. Meow. Oh, and when Aunt Holly sings, "meow meow meow meow", Cate actually calms down! What a great human cousin she will be! She already likes cats.

Pics will be posted soon. Oh, and we never posted pics of Portia, so we'll have to do that too, soon.

Take care all and wish my human happy Aunt-hood!

Halloween Kitty

2005-10-31T21:37:00.000-05:00

Hello there all, and Happy Halloween. Portia is this year's Halloween Kitty. She's part orange and part black. So cute, my furry little sister. We're getting along just fine now. Even when we're chasing each other around and I am meowing, I'm really enjoying it. Portia lets me bathe her more often now, and my human almost caught us sleeping next to each other...can't let that happen though. I wouldn't want her to think we might actually like each other!

I think Aunt Lindsey is going to be coming over again soon. I've heard the human trying to call her and saying something about cat-sitting. Aunt Zee spoils us, so I hope she comes over soon.

There's not been much going on around here lately. Portia did eat a leaf...a maple leaf...of all things. She got out of the apartment and when she saw the leaf, she just ate it! The human wasn't too happy about it, but did feel a bit sorry for her that she felt like she had to eat a leaf! I know it was just because she used to eat everything in sight when she was a stray kitty. Poor little girl. I let her eat out of my food bowl sometimes. The human has been giving her a bit more food too, because she is a growing kitty, after all.

I've been a little more loving towards my human. She's so sweet and caring. She just adores us. She's been taking care of Uncle Sel while his hand heals from the accident he had. I don't know any other person who would do this for an ex. Any guy would be so lucky as to have her as a girlfriend. Maybe, if she gets a boyfriend, he'll have a dog and we could play tricky tricks on it... he he he. Or not. I'm sure I wouldn't enjoy having a pesky little dog around. Although the human likes all kinds of animals, including llamas. For some strange reason.

Anyway, we're all doing great here, in the Fiona household. Christmas is coming up soon and I think that my human is not going to put up the tree this year again. Which is fine. Portia and I need more room in which to romp anyway. I know the human isn't looking forward to it, particularly. Or Thanksgiving, except for the pumpkin pie.

Well, it's time to rouse the troops for another game of Chase the Other Cat's Tail! MEOW!

Hello from Canada

2005-10-10T22:15:00.000-04:00

Meow...well, I'm not there, but my human is. I'm stuck all alone in the apartment with smorshy Porshy. I'm getting more used to her now, but I still watch her like a hawk and have remained somewhat more reclusive. I miss alone time with my human. But she tries to spoil me, to win my affections anyway. I do lay next to her in bed on weekend mornings when she pulls the shade up, lets the sunshine in and lays in bed for another three hours. And now that it is colder, I might snuggle up to her close, like I used to.

She is in Canada visiting Aunt Beth, Uncle Neil and my unborn cousin. My human thinks it will be a boy. Aunt Beth looks great for being 6 months pregnant. She has only gained about 7 lbs and only in her belly, where the next soccer star lives. Apparently, the baby only kicks when Neil is talking in a deep voice, and in church when the organ is playing in deep tones. My human said she got to feel it, and it was pretty neat. She remembers feeling Aunt Lindsey kicking inside her mom before she was born.

My human is ready to come home though; she called and talked to us on the answering machine. Crazy human. She totally misses us, I can tell. We're her little babies, as she always calls us.

She finally has the apartment clean...but she still has to work on the bedroom a bit. Winter clothes need to come out and be sorted through and the summer clothes sorted and put away. She said it was pretty cold and dreary in Canada this weekend. But staying with her sister in her new house was really cool. Very nice to see, too. Aunt Beth is apparently a good decorator.

Well, it's meow-time for me....get snuggly somewhere warm for the evening and go to bed.

Meow until next time!

Grrr... hisssss

2005-09-14T21:21:00.000-04:00

That's the sounds you can hear from me lately. I've been in a right snarky snit since the takeover of "sweet princess Portia" (SPP). I thought it was "sweet princess Fiona". My human practically ignores me now that SPP is a buggerly cuddly kitten. She thinks she's a dog or something, the way she pathetically follows our human, whom she calls "mom". Ugh. How repugnant. I don't even let me human pet me anymore, I'm so mad at her. And the nerve of SPP, she watches me in the litter box! Of all the rude things another cat could do! I say!

At least my human still lets Uncle Sel come over and he plays with me. He says I smell better than SPP too. That's because "Porshy" can't hardly even keep herself clean. I lick her and I even have had to cover for her in the litter box, if you know what I mean. Strays these days, can't even get the basics after a few weeks.

Another thing about smorshy Porshy is she can detect the smell of human food like no other cat I've met...not that I've met a whole lot in my solely indoor cat life. And she begs for it from the human. It doesn't help the human never eats at the table (because the table is so full of other stuff). But at least the human doesn't let her have any, otherwise she says she'll never be able to break that habit. She still let me eat cheese though. I don't beg for food; I know exactly where my food bowl is.

Speaking of my food and water bowls, my human designed them especially for me. They have hand-painted flowers around the outside, a paw-print on the bottom of the inside, and my name around the inside too. The she made one for little queeny, too. Hers have fish. My human is quite talented, artistically.

As you know, since my human's promotion at work in June, she's been so busy, especially with the initial turn-over rate of 100%. But she actually left work at 1pm on Friday! She's really beginning to get a lot more done, now that she's got people trained and she can delegate. She's been much less stressed out lately. It's very good for her to come home early and be able to rely somewhat on the other people.

Well, it's treat time (as sporadic as it is).
Meow.

Portia, Loud and Clear

2005-09-02T23:20:00.000-04:00

Hi guys! This is Portia writing. My big sis Fiona is teaching me how to blog. My mom doesn't have pics of me yet, so I can't post any. Her camera is broken. I call her my mom because I was a stray and she taught me how to use the litter box, and she took me to the doctor and got the grub out of my neck and gave me medicine. I follow her around everywhere and purr endlessly. I meow at my mom when I want her to hold me. She even carries me around sometimes.

I was talking to Fiona the other day; I didn't realize how much free time we get. I mean, all day long, we're on our own pretty much. It's like being on my own again, except I have food in a dish and water too. I really like that. The nice lady that found me under her car gave me lots of food too. The first week at her house I ate so much food -- I was afraid I was going to get turned out and not have food again. That, and I was so hungry. I was about 13 weeks old when I was discovered. My sibling was found dead on the road, though. It was sad; I cried and decided it was time to look for a human to care for me. Erin, such a nice cat lover, took me in to her garage. She couldn't keep me because she already has three cats. I'm a torbi. It's a cross between a torty and a tabby.

Fiona and I like to play, but sometimes she gets kind of sulky, especially with mom.

Hey! Fiona just swatted me...for saying she was sulky, I'm sure. I better sign off before I get in more trouble with Fiona.

You all take care, now!
Meow.

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2005-09-02T23:07:00.000-04:00

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2005-09-01T23:23:00.000-04:00

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Welcome, Portia!

2005-08-14T10:39:00.000-04:00

We indeed do have a new kitty on the premises. She's been locked in the bedroom though, because we need to be introduced slowly, says my human. It's okay with me, I'm feeling a bit stressed about the whole thing. We are very curious about each other and we have been exposed a time or two and we just chase each other, sniffing. Tonite, my human is going to put me in the bedroom...so the kitty can roam the rest of the house and I can smell the kitty a bit better. Then, on Monday, I think she'll probably let us out together. Maybe not, we'll see, I guess.

The new kitty is a girl named Portia. It means, "gift, or offering". She's supposed to be a gift to me...sort of. A companion cat for me, so I'm not so bored and lonely during the day when my human isn't here to play with me. Portia is also the name of the heroine in Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice. He also used Porcia as the name of the wife of Brutus in Julius Ceasar. In 1986, a moon of Uranus was also name Portia. It is seventh in distance from the planet.

Portia is a "torby": part torty and part tabby. She's kind of a splotchy mix of half orange striped tabby and black and grey striped tabby. A very unusual mix. She has an orange spot on the top of her head and it looks like someone dripped some paint there. She has kind of Siamese-like slightly slanted eyes with a more pronounced second lid. She kind of reminds my human of a fox in a certain way. She calls Portia her "birthday cat" because her birthday is next week.

Well, I'm going to go complain to my human that she isn't paying enough attention to me instead of that little kitty.

Meow!

Companion Cat

2005-08-12T20:50:00.000-04:00

I think my human just brought one home for me...a companion cat, that is. She's been talking about it for a really long time and I think she finally did it. She keeps calling it the "maybe baby". The way she explained it to me was this was a stray kitten that a fellow volunteer found a my human took it home yesterday. It'll be vaccinated Saturday and then she'll introduce us. I've already sniffed it out and at night I sit outside the bedroom door (where the kitty is locked inside). I also did get a brief peek when she first came into the apartment. She's a she. Just like me. I keep waiting by the bedroom door, hoping for a better look, but since the kitty isn't vaccinated yet my human says it's better to wait. She also says that she's going to see if we get along and if we don't, she'll foster the kitty until she is adopted. That's why she doesn't have a name yet, b/c my human doesn't want to get too attached if there is a possibility of returning it.

I'll keep you all posted on further developments.
Meow!

My Wonderful Human

2005-08-08T22:04:00.000-04:00

My wonderful human is...wonderful! She is considering bringing home another kitty for me to play with. There was a fellow volunteer who rescued a brown tabby and even though he is a bit sick, she's going to visit him and maybe even bring him home. I'm not sure how I will feel about that...mixed feelings for now, I guess. I'll have to adjust to him. He's only about 8 weeks old. He was hiding under the other human's car. Unfortunately, Chip's sibling was found dead on the road. It was very sad when my human told me about it.

But my wonderful human has been playing with me more and petting me a lot. She totally feels guilty. For not being home so much. She doesn't really need to feel bad, I have fun and take plenty of naps, so I'm happy to see her come home, but I'm cool with my own space and time.

She went to a paint your own pottery place and painted me food and water bowls with flowers and a paw print on the bottom of the dish and my name in gold on the inside on the side. They're being fired, so I can see them when she brings them home for me on Friday.

Well, I'm tired, and my human is going to bed to read her book. So I guess I"ll go too.

MEOW!

Happy Birthday To Me

2005-07-28T21:38:00.000-04:00

Tomorrow, July 29, is my first birthday!! I so excited. Unfortunately, my human has to go to a work party at her boss's house. She'll be throwin' back the margaritas while I'm stuck at home. She did promise me I'd get my picture taken on Saturday and she'll probably get a cake too, and let me lick the frosting and ice cream too. I'll probably have a tummy ache after that, but I do like ice cream. I don't think I'll get any presents though. My human gives me enough toys as it is.

She's already started me on adult food. Maybe I'll lose a little bit of my bulk. Not that I'm fat, but I probably could have been eating adult for for a few months now. I'm full grown at about 8 lbs. Not too bad. I've been shedding a lot lately because it's been so hot. I think I'm actually allergic to myself because I've been sneezing and I know my human is allergic to my excessive shedding because she's been sneezing too. The last few days it's been cooler though and she hasn't been so sneezing.

I've been very meowy, though. But my human never knows what I want. So I just stand by her and meow. I was even standing by her when she woke up one morning this week. She just laughed at me. I just give her my evil cat eyes. I just want her to pet me and play with me and stop trying to get the "goobas" out of my eyes. She says I'm a gooby-eyed cat. I do get a lot of gunk in them. Comes from this carpet that sheds...it actually sheds more than I do.

Well, if she's not gonna pay attention to my meowing, I'm going to go jump in her box of nice paper.

meowy birthday to me!

Hot Steamy Nights

2005-07-16T23:48:00.000-04:00

Unfortunately, my title does not refer to my love life...or my human's. It refers, rather, to the very hot and steamy weather we have been having here and how it doesn't cool down too much at night. My human is rather a handy little thing, as she can't sleep when warm so the air conditioning is always on. I am shedding like crazy, however, and she is not too happy about it. She's home only probably for the 10 hours that she sleeps or if she is home during non-working hours (something she has redefined several times in the past few months) she is napping. She's not lazy though, she still does manage to pet me in her sleep...something she's learned to do very well.

She's been talking about putting me in a cat show in September. I'm a bit nervous how I would do. I'll definitely need a bath, although I wouldn't ever ask for one. I'm sure my human will figure it out though. She always admires my kitty smell, though. Or rather, my unique Fiona smell.

I really want a cat tree. I'm going to ask for one for my birthday which is July 29. I don't think I'll get one though. My human is on a cash-hording frenzy. She did buy me a new toy though, but mostly because I think she feels guilty for not spending more time with me. It's a good thing she doesn't have human children. What a horrible mother she would be. I think I've talked her out of having human children. I told her just get a few Fionas. I am unique, of course, but what I meant was to get a few unique kitties. I think she'd really like to buy a house with lots of land and have horses and llamas and cats, maybe a dog or two if they didn't bark too much. She loves to watch the Animal Planet channel. Oh, and she wants a giraffe. Can you imagine? What a crazy one she is. And monkeys. I'll admit though, the little monkeys are kinda cute and I could learn a thing or two from them about climbing and really drive my human nuts! he he he...

Well, it's our bed time now, and as always with her red cotton sheets, I must attack! I don't know what it is about those sheets, but I go crazy over them and always attack and bite when they're on her bed.

Meow for now!

2005-07-16T23:46:00.000-04:00

What a dahling cat I am!

Freaky Fiona

2005-07-12T22:02:00.000-04:00

Last night, I think I totally freaked out my human...it was so much fun!! She was changing the sheets on her bed and I was pouncing all over them, and acting very skittish. Then, all night long I kept pouncing on any movement beneath the sheets (quite a lot for my sleepless human) and biting whatever was moving. Finally at 5:50am she locked me out...what patience she has. And then this morning I continued with the freaky cat routine... hilarious to say the least.

My human is hardly ever home, it seems. When she is, she doesn't have much time to play with me. I'm trying to talk her into getting a second cat, but she hasn't quite found the next perfect cat. I mean, after me, all kittens pale in comparison!

Tomorrow she is going to another city for a class and when she comes back home has to go straight to her tutoring...she didn't even think when she scheduled the tutoring.

I keep meowing, trying to get her attention...especially as there are strange noises being emitted from the apartment below us. We can't quite figure out what it is. It sounds oddly like someone very loudly and longly zipping up a suitcase. Strange.

Well...hello again to all my fans, Simon included. Whoever you are, Simon. Thanks for posting a message, it was very nice to hear from you. I am going to go jump in a box and call it a night.

Meow for now!

On the road again....

2005-06-28T21:54:00.000-04:00

Back in the saddle again, we are. After a rough couple months...and none easier in the foreseeable future...I find it is my cat-ly duty to keep the general public informed about recent events.

First and foremost...I'm going to be a cousin!!! And my human is going to be an aunt!!! How excited my human was when she found out her older, married sister will be having a wee little one in January...if all goes well. This is why Aunt Beth can't see me any more...I have little bacterias that could hurt my cousin.

Second, my smart and ambitious human got a promotion! She is now the Admin Supervisor. She will supervise three individuals; one is being hired right now. This is why she is so busy. Not only is she short-staffed and very busy, but she is also charged with the duty of making the ops/admins peeps work efficiently as possible. She is working very hard on coming up with plans and ideas to do this.

Third, we have been playing with a recently purchased peacock feather. It is my new favorite toy. My human bought it for me at a cat show. She is thinking about putting me in a cat show!! Of course I'm gorgeous, but I might get nervous with all those other cats...like the ragdolls and the Maine Coon cats...please! All that long fur and the smooshy faces...I am so much cuter.

Fourth, Human is tutoring a refugee from Sudan. They just met yesterday and will meet again tomorrow to study a bit together. She speaks some English, but can't read or write. Any suggestions and tips on how to teach ESL/Literacy are very welcome, she says!!

Fifth, a trip to Oregon is in the works for August. And a trip to Florida in November is also being planned...how fun for my human! This means I have to stay w/ the grandparents.

Sixth, I have learned to hunt and eat bugs.

Seventh, Human has been reading the Artemis Fowl series by Eion Colfer. Highly recommendable.

Eigth, Human's back and neck are improving greatly due to massage treatments and a phone headset at work.

Ninth, Human needs to clean up the apartment...not sure if that is again or still!!

Tenth, Human is relying on me too much for conversation and affection. Don't get me wrong, I love to be petted, but honestly, I'd rather play hide and seek or with the peacock feather. And really, how much can I convey my complete disinterest when she's the one that feeds me?

Well then, you all take care and have a howdy-doody week!

Monkey See, Monkey Do

2005-06-13T20:11:00.000-04:00

You Were Actually Born Under:

Full of spunk, you are the original party animal.
You bring fun, activity, and stimulation to any event.
Self-control is not one of your strong points; you have been known to over indulge.
Cheerful and energetic, you can turn the most boring thing into something fun.

You are most compatible with a Rat or Dragon.

You Should Have Been Born Under:

You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.
However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!
Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.
You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!

You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.

What Year Were You Born Under?

Hello Again....

2005-05-20T22:04:00.000-04:00

Well, my human has been usurping my blog...sorry, to all you Fiona Fans out there. But, I forgive my human; after almost ceaseless observation over the last two weeks, I now understand the full pathetic-ness of her baneful life. She has to find some way to amuse herself.

I, on the other hand, have been enjoying long days by the open, screened windows, basking in the sun and watching twittering birds fly thru Fiona air space. It gives me lots of time to reflect and think.

In fact, I was thinking the other day that Molly and Denise must be graduating some time soon, as in, this month!! How very exciting for them!! Molly is building a house in Montana and that is very awesome. If she needs a house cat, I'm available. I'm not sure what Denise is up to, but I know she will find a way to take the contemplative and inspiring pictures for which she is known in my household. Maybe someday, she could take my picture. It'd be worth a LOT.

Well, my human, is ready for beddy-by time and I must get dibs on the heating pad before she gets to it...he he he.

Meow for now...and more later!

If I were...

2005-05-14T15:24:00.000-04:00

So, here's the scoop on how to play: I pick 5 occupations out of the list below and post my answers. Then I tag 3 other people to post their answers on their blog. If I tag you, and you don't want to be a part of this, then that is okay. Just let me know and I'll tag someone else. Make sure you note who tagged you!

The "questions": If I could be a scientist...If I could be a farmer...If I could be a musician...If I could be a doctor...If I could be a painter...If I could be a gardener...If I could be a missionary...If I could be a chef...If I could be an architect...If I could be a linguist...If I could be a psychologist...If I could be a librarian...If I could be an athlete...If I could be a lawyer...If I could be an inn-keeper...If I could be a professor...If I could be a writer...If I could be a llama-rider...If I could be a bonnie pirate...If I could be an astronaut...If I could be a world famous blogger...If I could be a justice on any one court in the world...If I could be married to any current famous political figure...

If I could be a justice on any one court in the world, I would be a justice in the International Criminal Court which prosecutes crimes against humanity. I would wipe out child marriages across the world; prosecute offenders in serious human rights atrocities that occurred in South America, and warlords in Africa; posthumously convict people like Adolf Hitler; stop female circumcisions; bring home Schapelle Corby...and that would just be my first day before lunch.

If I could be a llama-rider, I'd hang on to my hat!

If I could be a linguist, I would learn the amazing dialects on the African continent. I would study Portuguese in-depth. I would publish easy-to-use phrase translation dictionaries so no one would be afraid to travel internationally because of language barriers. I would create programs to teach sign language in all schools. I would be a key consultant for negotiators who need translators.

If I could be an architect, I would design the world's foremost self-sustaining habitat so that homeless people could subsist and prosper by being good stewards of the land. I would use natural materials only, that would not harm the environment. This design would be adaptable world-wide for all climates, needs, and resources available.

If I could be married to any current famous political figure, I wouldn't!

P.S. American Girl tagged me!

FREE SCHAPELLE

2005-05-11T20:55:00.000-04:00

http://www.schapelle.com/

http://www.cafepress.com/freeschapelle

http://www.foreignprisoners.com/

On Becoming 25....

2005-05-04T21:47:00.000-04:00

HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY KATE!!!

Insight Into my Human

2005-05-02T20:57:00.000-04:00

Your #1 Match: ISTP

The Mechanic

You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.
A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.
To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.
You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.

You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.

Your #2 Match: ISFP

The Artist

You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).
You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.
Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.
Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.

You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.

Your #3 Match: ESTP

The Doer

You are adventurous and risk taking. You act first, think second.
You love being the center of attention. Chances are you were the class clown.
Competitive, charming, and charasmatic - you have your own code of honor.
You live a flexible life, bouncing between a series of activies that interest you.

You would make a great salesperson, marketing director, or entrepreneur.

Your #4 Match: INTP

The Thinker

You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.
Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.
Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.
A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.

You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.

Your #5 Match: ESFP

The Performer

You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.
A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.
You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.
You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.

You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.

What's Your Personality Type?

Linguistix

2005-05-02T20:47:00.000-04:00

Your Linguistic Profile:

70% General American English

20% Upper Midwestern

5% Dixie

5% Midwestern

0% Yankee

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

May Day

2005-05-02T19:30:00.000-04:00

In most countries of the world, May 1 is May Day...or Labor Day. The day of the laborer. Protests for workers' rights and human rights are held. Rallies, seminars, and are attended by millions across the globe. Except in the U.S. We celebrate Labor Day belatedly in comparison to the rest of the world. Why is that? Does the U.S. believe that if workers globally were to hold a unified front on one specific day of the year...we might actually see some progress in workers' rights? I doubt it. I'm not sure of the origin of the first Monday in September being Labor Day. http://www.dol.gov/opa/aboutdol/laborday.htm Will give you some more information on the United States' establishment of labor day.
http://www.angolapress-angop.ao/noticia-e.asp?ID=338237 Will give you an insight into Sunday's Labor Day activities in the Latin World.

But "may day" is also the frantic cry for help hysterically yelled into the radios of many a crashing aircraft...or in the movies, at least. What do you suppose a pilot really says? Answers next time...

Meow for now!

Welcome, Chauncey!

2005-04-20T21:01:00.000-04:00

Welcome to your new family, Chauncey! Chauncey was adopted by my Aunt Kate. She is about 8-10 months old according to her former human. Her new human said that little Chauncey (formerly known as Abby), belonged to her neighbor, but kept visiting her house and finally the neigbor asked if she would like to keep her. Her name changed to Chauncey, and my Aunt Kate now has a new baby cat! And I have a cousin! My human and I are very excited and hope that kitty play-dates are in the future! Congratulations to Aunt Kate and Uncle Andy on their new addition, cousin Chauncey.

All dressed up, no place to go...

2005-04-19T21:59:00.000-04:00

So, what do you do when you're all dressed up in a gorgeous fur coat, but there's no place to go? you meow of course, until your human takes you out on the balcony...yes, the cat-unsafe balcony no less. Well, that's what I do anyway. My human was so paranoid about me falling thru the railing that she actually put up chicken wire!! Of all things. Do I look like poultry? Hardly. It is plastic though, so at least that minimizes wear and tear on my fur coat. And he he he...I just about gave her a heart attack yesterday when I jumped up to the top of the railing and looked down three (3) stories!! Of course I wasn't going to lose my balance or anything, but my human nonetheless took me inside. And today...I put my harness and leash on (under great duress, I might add) and she kept me on a tight leash (literally) out on the balcony. It wasn't as much fun until I started chewing on the plastic chicken "wire" and freaked her out that I would break my teeth on it. he he he...she's so easy to freak out when it comes to me, she's soooo soooo protective. Of course, why shouldn't she be? I'm a very precious and valuable little kitty cat. She told me so herself.

Oh, I want to say hello to Goodnight Moon, fellow blogger who said I was a very smart cat. And, more importantly, warned me to keep my owner away from China, as they eat cats there!!! Imagine that! I can't. I mean, I'm sure cat meat would be a delicacy anywhere...but we're so much better alive! Thank you, thank you!!

Now, I must go and plot against a move to China....meow!

TGIF

2005-04-15T22:48:00.000-04:00

Thank Goodness It's Friday!!! Or at least, that's what my human says. I say that too, in hopes she'll stay in bed all weekend, rather than jaunting off to work early on a Saturday morning. I think she has sworn that bloody place off...something about "blowing that popsicle stand". She's put in her resume at JP Morgan in Chicago, and will hand it off to a woman who has connections in China... can you imagine moi moving to China?! Gasp! Today was, as is more than common these days, another rough day in Workersville, USA. Poor, poor human.

But tomorrow, she's got to stay in to do some work, and she'll be out just for a few hours, adopting out cats and kittens. What a kind heart she has. I hope she has a kind enough one to buy me clumping litter again...this awful clay stuff is--awful! And getting stinky-poo, too. What will she do with the 30 lbs remaining in the bag? Who knows, she'll think of something useful. She's very creative and resourceful. Just like me.

Aunt Beth, if you're reading this, DON'T FORGET TO SEND MY HUMAN HER ESSAYS!!!! Oh, is that clear enough? I hope so, this is very important to her and she doesn't want to waste any more time! Of course, I want her to...it would mean a few more months before she inevitably moves overseas for two years and can't take me with her. I don't know what will happen to me then. Perhaps a lonely feline with an equally loving human will take me in.

Well, tchau and meow for now!

Cat Cousins

2005-04-14T20:40:00.000-04:00

Yippee!! I think I am about to get a cat cousin! My human's friend is going to be getting a fellow feline. S/he will have a very happy home with Aunt Kate. Maybe she will come over for a visit; I'm waiting for a little playmate...my human is thinking about getting me a little baby cat to play with, but she thinks the apartment is too small for two cats.

2005-04-12T19:45:00.000-04:00

I found this pic of my human and her sisters...how adorable humans can be!! I think the ages here are (left to right): 18 mos, 7, 6

Cabin Fever

2005-04-11T17:54:00.000-04:00

Who knew cats could have cabin fever if they were never exposed to the outdoors? I discovered that in fact, we felines do indeed get cabin fever...especially if never exposed to the outdoors. I received my human at the end of September, so it was quite cold outside and I never went outside. Until yesterday, that is. My human opened the door to the balcony and shooed me outside. There, she proceded to be overly cautious of my nearness to the railing...indeed, a not very cat-safe railing. We went back inside after a few minutes, my human explaining to me that she wanted to gradually introduce me to the outdoors (or at least what outdoors there is on her wee little balcony), but was fearfull of the not very cat-safe railing.

I'd had my taste of the great outdoors and wanted more. There's a friendly little tree with birdies in it... he he he...and I wanted to see if I could catch one. But, even as I meowed and meowed, she wouldn't let me out again. So instead, I climbed the screen door. Of course, once at the top, there was no where to go and I had to drop back onto the couch, with my human trying to catch me.

So that was the fun for the weekend. I was very glad when my human came home from her trip. And she was so happy to see me. I think we lead a less chaotic life than the one with two small children that she lived for two days, and she was celebrating our calm little life with lots of pettings and spoiling me, of course.

Good human.

And now I'd like to say hello to a friend of the human who posted a comment on this blog. Yes, I've seen a few pics of the wedding (and heard a few stories) and I must say: CRAZY HUMANS!! with much emphasis on the crazy human part. It's a bit redundant, this phrase, but it so aptly describes the situation. Yes, she speaks fondly of those days of yore...and wishes her sister would get married more often just for an excuse to have more fun with you!! Crazy human.

We hope everything is going well with you all. Don't be shy---leave a comment or five!!

Meow!

Ai ai ai!!!

2005-04-06T22:35:00.000-04:00

My human had other humans over to my house tonite. She invited some humans over who were very loud and talking way too much...I had to chew on some plastic flowers to create a diversion. And perform acrobatics. And inspect the libations. Phew! I am so tired now...I'm ready for beddy-by time. It was also very warm, with 9 people in my little cramped quarters...I had no idea she even knew that many other humans! But they were all very enthralled with me, telling me how beautiful I am...well, you know, the usual. My human thinks I am an Egyptian Mau. I look like one anyway. Hence, the poem a few days ago.

Well, this weekend she will be away and I will have the whole place to myself. But for now, I think I will go cuddle up next to her and make her very hot and sweaty (she heats up really fast at night for some reason). It was very warm today, and I think she will have the window open even though she is a bit paranoid about me falling through the screen window.

I will talk to you all later..meow for now!

2005-04-04T19:46:00.000-04:00

Mice...don't get the wrong idea here. I'm not hugging this mouse...

Feline Poetry

2005-04-04T19:34:00.000-04:00

Baby cat, Baby cat, where have you been?
I've been to Egypt to visit the Mau.

Baby cat, Baby cat, what did you there?
I visited my cousin, the Egyptian Mau.

Moscas en la Casa

2005-04-01T19:30:00.000-05:00

My human was in a rare mood today when she came home. I feel so bad for her. She just needs someone to come home to who will take care of her and treat her like the princess she is. I can't, I'm the Queen of this pad, and she's supposed to be at my beck and meow. Doesn't anyone out there want to take care of this lovely human? She needs a new job too, a fabulous new job no less.

Well, so she put on her headphones and started listening to this crazy Columbian singer that she likes (a little too much for my distinguishing tastes). Then she declared she needed a drink. Actually, I think she just really needs...well, a really stiff drink...or five. I decided to take a nap; I'll stay out of her way tonight.

My day was great though, it was kind of sunny so I sat on my pillow and sunned myself. I grazed on my Chicken & Rice when I felt like it. I honed my hunting skills with the furry mice. I even found time to strategically place a lamp on the floor (a little redecoration suprise for my human). Oh, it's so good to be a cat!!

You all have a wonderful weekend, and we'll be back on Monday with more FIONA!

MEOW!

The Human Speaks

2005-03-31T19:48:00.000-05:00

I'm allowing my human a few brief words today:

Hello. I'm Fiona's "human" as she calls me. Yes, I have a name. I just wanted to see what my little baby cat has been up to; I see her madly typing on the computer with her little paws and think what a smart cat I have. She's a feline with an attitude, that's for sure. She learned it from me, I think :)

Today is the last day of the first quarter of 2005 and I will have a lot of work to do this weekend. I have been working long hours this week and at times, get home much later than Fifi's normal feeding time. I've locked her in my closet (accidentally), almost forgot to feed her, and since I've brought work home each night, haven't played with her enough this week. By the end of the week, I'll have worked almost 70 hours. But my darling little cat still loves me enough to purr all night long and insist on being petted because she likes it when I pet her. She cuddles up to me at night to keep warm and even licks me so I smell like her own personal scent (how loving).

Well, enough from my human. I told her she had to talk about me, and she did. I think she's having a really rough week, and next week she'll be busy too. She's had to cancel appointments because of work, and she can't get to the tailor to shorten her new pants (which I know she really wants to wear to Chicago next weekend), and hasn't even had time to be sick with the flu (earlier this week)...she went to work anyway, even though she could barely get ready to go. Her excuse to me was that she had to train someone new (the person they hired instead of her for the promotion).

I wish she would marry a really super rich (and handsome) man, then she could have a big house and get a lot more kittens (I could be in charge of them, of course). I know she'd love that. It would be more fun for her than what she does now. Who wouldn't want to chase a dozen kittens around all day? She volunteers now, on the weekends, to help adopt kittens who need a good home. It's kitten season now and she' very excited. But, she's not really interested in dating she says. It's too bad, it's a huge loss for men in this world. Of course, I'd have to approve of them first. They would have to love cats too, and not take them for crazy rides in hammocks (I heard about the one that did that...I sharpened my teeth and claws and prepared, but I haven't seen him...lucky for him).

Well, my furry little mice need pouncing on. I'm hoping for live mice some day.

MEOW!!

Cat TV

2005-03-30T20:06:00.000-05:00

Hello, felines and humans. Welcome one and all to today's topic: Cat TV. You can check out some interesting feline fun at the "Cat Website" link to the right. I didn't really get into the Cat Website, with all the little bugs and bats and bees all over the screen, no matter how hard my human tried to get me interested. I still prefer the good ol' mouse on the screen :)

Some interesting happenings from the past few days: my human locked me in a closet for a half hour (she didn't even know I was in there until I starting crashing clothes to the floor); she almost forgot to feed me this morning; and, she's been working longer hours this week, and taking work home...I think she doesn't remember she's supposed to be paying attention to me!

Autobiography

2005-03-28T19:56:00.000-05:00

You think you know me
Word on the street is that you do
You want my history
What others tell you won't be true...
If you want my autobiography
Baby just ask me
excerpted from Autobiography sung by Ashlee Simpson

Just a bit of crazy music my human plays...but speaking of autobiographies, here's mine:

Abandoned cat meets lonely human, both are happy. Well, okay, it's a bit more detailed than that. My sisters and I were put up for adoption in September. My name was Roxy. My sisters pounced on me, bit my tail, climbed the cage, and were in general, a nuisance...but I tolerated them. When my human came to see me the first time, she noticed my beautiful spotted coat and how I put up with my sisters' annoying antics. I was very sweet, and played with the little toy mouse. I weighed only 2 lbs. And I'd just been spayed. My human took me out of the cage to play with me, and she was instantly in love (I could tell, she didn't want to put me back in my cage!). She came back the next day again to see me and to play with me. A few days later, she adopted me!!

I had a respiratory infection (from all those other dirty cats in the cages and the undesirable humans passing it back and forth). But my human took me to the doctor (she accidentally stepped on me once), but I got some medicine which really didn't taste too bad, and finally I felt better.

I consider her my best friend in the world...only because she feeds me and answers to my every beck and meow. I stayed in her room for the first few days, sleeping on her bed and trying to figure out why she played dead so long at night...it was really boring, I had to bite her hands and nose and play with her hair to get her to move, to make sure she really wasn't dead.

My human gives me only the best food, and sometimes a treat or two to help with my hairballs (I've only had one so far). At night, I've figured out it's best just to sleep it out with her, but I do take over her pillow just so she knows who's boss. During the daytime, I mostly like to play hide and seek and don't like to be petted or held, but at night, when it's sleepy time, I get very cuddly and friendly and my human keeps me very warm at night. Sometimes I lay by her side, steal her pillow, or sleep on her tummy. It's a very reassuring feeling to know that if I meow, her hand is just a few inches away from being able to pet me. I do purr, just so she knows I enjoy it.

My human and I get along very well, she's a wonderful companion. What more in a human could I ask for?

Zulu

2005-03-25T21:14:00.000-05:00

T. That's my pen middle name. It just stands for "The" as in Fiona The Cat. My real middle name is Zulu. Yes, I'm Fiona Zulu...well, I can't divulge my real last name, my human is very paranoid about some freak going crazy for her and finding her and well...she's paranoid. I'm not sure exactly what inspired my middle name; I just know that when she calls me Fiona Zulu, she's usually in a bit of a sentimental mood. Which isn't often, let me tell you...She is one tough lady usually.

Today my human opened a new bag of food....that's lip-smacking, Chicken and Rice flavor freshness for the next few weeks...yummy! I hate it when it gets to the bottom of the bag and gets all crumbly though, it makes such a mess. Well, I see some Tuna-flavored hair ball treats waiting for me, I better scarf them down quickly....I strictly adhere to the 5-second rule on that floor!!

Tchau for now...meow!

Good Morning Feline Friends

2005-03-25T09:59:00.000-05:00

Good Morning all you Feline Friends,

This morning my human would NOT wake up!! I licked her face promptly at 6:00am when her alarm didn't go off, but she's still hanging around and it's almost 10am!! She's supposed to be at work, but maybe it's a holiday. Thank goodness; I won't have to listen to her describe her frustrating day at work again...

My human is really a very dedicated worker...too dedicated sometimes...but it has paid off. No, she didn't get the job (which would have been a HUGE promotion for her, one that she deserves), but it sounds like her bosses thought she did a fabulous job in her interview. She was very professional, organized, and asked really great questions they told her. They were also impressed with her resume and could tell a lot of time went into it; and naturally, the content was just as impressive. And of course, they thanked her for all her hard work (as they should) and said they wanted to reward her for all the hard work she's done by giving her some more responsibilities. My human seemed to have some trouble not being cynical about this...well, I can be cynical for her...they just want her to stay there and continue to work her cute human butt off for them without compensation!! Well, she said she'd rather view it positively and at face value and move on.

No doubt my human will be out and about today. She likes to get out. I hope she will be going to the pet store and getting me a new toy...I've had all these balls and strings since I was just a kitten! When will my human realize that I've out-grown them all? Oh, and when will she realize that it's not in my genes to react to catnip? I wish she'd stop putting that nasty stuff out for me.

Well, I see a box that needs my attention...must go. Meow!

2005-03-24T21:33:00.000-05:00

Fiona, owner of this blog.

Catchy Title Here

2005-03-24T20:58:00.000-05:00

Fascinating blog here.

Or, so it's supposed to go.